looking_through_the_glass
sab
to watch him open his hand
to reveal nothing but dust
in the cracks of his palm


a worn down man
with dried out eyes
looking like an empty insect shell

standing on an empty path
wondering what the fuck to do now

the wind
whips the dust around him
as if to point out the fact
that dust is all hes got
anymore


dust is swimming on the glass
making him harder to see

he's jsut standing there
waiting for it all to crumble away


and i stand by helplessly
and watch
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what's it to you?
who go
blather
from